Friend of mine went through a break up. Inspired me to write this.

The fruit,
Much more than the flower.
The wait,
Until ripe, not sour. 
The pain
To fall from the tree.
The joy.
To finally be free.
The fear,
That predators surround.
The calm,
From a comforting sound. 
The rain,
For a moment gone.
The night,
Before a seed’s first dawn.

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